Weird Cultivation, I have a five-organ temple

Chapter 225 The Storyteller's Story

Two days later, Shang Lu and his companions finally left Luoshui County.

In fact, with Heiyun's speed, if he really wanted to hurry, he could leave Luoshui County in less than a day.

But after Shang Lu came to this world, he was either practicing or handling cases. Occasionally he went out of the city to do something, but he was in a hurry and had never taken a close look at this world.

So this time when he went to Chengxiang County where the county seat was located, he simply slowed down and strolled along the way.

Just think of it as a self-driving tour with Sanniang.

You know what, this is a real "self-driving" car.

The black clouds pulling the cart are all autonomous. Shanglu only needs to correct it when it goes on the wrong road, and he doesn't have to worry about anything else.

When in Luoshui County, public security was maintained very well thanks to the reputation of the Demon-Suppressing County Lieutenant, the patrols and arrests of Feng Nan, Liu Zhi and others, and the support of the witch officer.

But after leaving Luoshui County, the situation was different.

It's okay on the official road on flat ground, but once you enter the mountains and find yourself in a place where there is no village or shop nearby, you will encounter highway robbers.

Shang Lu and his friends were no exception.

There was a group of road bullies who, seeing that there were only two "people" on the carriage, and that it was pulled by a strong and handsome horse, became extremely greedy and malicious, and not only wanted to stop the car and collect "bribes", but also wanted to kill people.

It’s a pity that they were blind and chose the wrong target.

Shang Lu didn't do anything, he just untied the bridle on Heiyun.

The official horse, which had been pulling the cart for two days and was exhausted, immediately rushed towards these road bullies like a black whirlwind.

After a round of kicking, biting and biting, they knocked all the thieves who overestimated their own strength to the ground, and then poured a pool of horse urine full of the smell of alcohol on their faces.

Looking at the drunken Hei Yun, Shang Lu sighed, "Drunk driving is really dangerous."

Then, Uncle Huai performed a magic trick, causing the branches and vines of the trees in the mountains to crawl onto the bodies of the thieves like snakes and pythons. He tied them up tightly, tied them to the back of the carriage, and dragged them out of the mountain.

After going down the mountain, he found a village. Shang Lu called the village's thief-hunting officials and handed the thief over to them, asking them to send him to the county government to be dealt with according to the law.

Shang Lu was not afraid that these officials who sought to steal had connections with the thieves, nor was he afraid that they would release people privately.

When handing these thieves over to the robbery officials, Shang Lu showed them his transfer documents and told them clearly that once he officially took office, he would send someone to inquire about the follow-up of the case and whether the robbery along the way had been alleviated.

Since it concerns their future, these officials who are looking for thieves will certainly not act recklessly for a few thieves.

Because of dealing with the road bully, Shang Lu and his team were delayed for some time, and it was not until the evening that they arrived at Shuangjiang Town.

It is called this name because two rivers meet here.

Although Shuangjiang Town is just a town, it is extremely prosperous and even more lively than the county seat of Luoshui County before the secret realm was discovered.

Because this place is not only the confluence of two rivers, but also a port.

Ships traveling from the south to the north will pass by here.

Initially, this was just a straw market that provided repairs for passing ships. Gradually, it developed into a town and attracted many businessmen. Today, it has become a town that integrates functions such as a port and a trading center, and is naturally bustling.

According to Shang Lu's plan, he was supposed to board the boat in Shuangjiang Town today, travel along the water for a while, disembark in Longyou County, and then continue by land to Chengxiang County where the county seat is located.

This way you can save a lot of travel time and also experience the scenery of "the monkeys on both sides of the river are crying, and the light boat has passed through thousands of mountains."

Unexpectedly, due to the delay caused by a few road bullies, when we arrived at Shuangjiang Town, the departing ship had already left, so we had to wait until tomorrow.

Fortunately, Shang Lu was not in a hurry to travel, so he stayed at the post station in the town.

Take a stroll around the bustling town of Shuangjiang.

There were quite a few people living in the post station, all of them passing business travelers.

However, the postmaster still vacated a room for Shang Lu and apologized repeatedly, saying that the housing was indeed tight and it was impossible to arrange a private courtyard for Shangguan.

"It's okay, as long as I have a place to live." Shang Lu is not picky.

Leaving Uncle Huai to clean the room, he strolled around the town while it was still light and before curfew.

In this prosperous town, in addition to various shops and warehouses, there are the most restaurants and teahouses.

There were even several brothels and many low-end whorehouses.

Apart from other things, the industries of these cultural customs alone are much more than those in Luoshui County, not to mention that there are many places with half-closed doors. As a gentleman, Shang Lu certainly would not go to these places. He just looked at them from a distance, criticized them a few times, and then strode away under Sanniang's gaze without looking back.

When passing by a teahouse, the storyteller inside was telling a story eloquently.

What Shang Lu didn't expect was that the storyteller was actually telling the story of himself, the county lieutenant who suppressed demons.

I didn’t expect that after several months, his story is still popular.

Even the storyteller was telling the original version of the story - in his mouth, the demon-suppressing county lieutenant became a creature with three heads and six arms, a green face and fangs, and looked even more ferocious than a demon.

Moreover, the story told by this storyteller did not take place in Luoshui County, but in Tiger Leaping Gorge of Yinlong River.

The Yinlong River is one of the two rivers that converge in Shuangjiang Town.

Tiger Leaping Gorge is the gorge that Shanglu had to pass through to go to Longyou County.

The storyteller clapped the wooden stick in his hand and preached in a vivid voice:
"There's a monster hiding in Tiger Leaping Gorge! Whenever a boat passes by, the monster will stir up waves and drag the boat to the bottom of the river!
On this day, the big monster was causing trouble in Tiger Leaping Gorge again, and was about to swallow up passing ships!

Suddenly, a merchant on the boat took out a talisman. The talisman was the size of a palm and square, with the words "Zhen Mo" written on it.

The merchant stood at the bow of the boat and shouted to the monster in the water, saying that the amulet in his hand was given to him by the Demon Suppression County Lieutenant himself! If the monster dared to harm him, the Demon Suppression County Lieutenant would come in person with his 108 Demon Suppression Soldiers to kill the monster and eliminate the evil!
Guess what? The demon that caused the trouble was actually afraid of the amulet given by the Demon Suppression County Lieutenant, and let the merchant go.

However, the others, because they did not have the amulet, were not so lucky, and were swept to the bottom of the river by the waves, becoming food for the monster..."

Shang Lu listened for a while and frowned more and more.

These storytellers just like to make random changes and fabrications. I'm not a wizard, so how can I give people amulets?
And one hundred and eight demon-suppressing soldiers...Do you think you are a hero of Liangshan?
And that big monster is able to stir up so much trouble. It’s obvious that he has extraordinary abilities. How could he be afraid of a small county lieutenant like me who hasn’t even entered the Qi Refining Realm?

Isn't this just the story of a certain witch official from the past, who was simply renamed and attributed to me?

The modification is too crude and doesn't fit the character at all.

Shang Lu shook his head, not interested in listening any further, and turned away.

He didn't ask the storyteller to stop telling this kind of story.

After all, he was not an official here, so it was not convenient for him to go and greet the storyteller.

Besides, beating him would be in vain, so the county magistrate might as well take care of it now. Once he leaves, the storyteller will still tell the story.

Because merchants and boatmen traveling back and forth like to listen to these strange and even colourful stories.

The storyteller didn't say that he stabbed the witch with a gun, but the knife went in and the blood came out, which was already considered a man of integrity.

But Shang Lu heard someone in the teahouse clamoring for him to tell stories of this style.

Not long after Shang Lu left, the storyteller finished telling the story of "The Demon-Suppressing County Lieutenant's Talisman to Exorcise the Demon".

After receiving the tips from everyone, he also received some tea money from the teahouse owner.

The teahouse owner was very satisfied with the storyteller and warmly invited him.

"Sir, you tell great stories. Are you interested in being my permanent storyteller?"

"No."

The storyteller took the copper coin, put it in his pocket, and shook his head to refuse.

"I never stay in one place for more than three days to tell stories."

"Why is this?" the teahouse owner was puzzled.

"Because after three days, the story is no longer fresh."

The storyteller borrowed the pen and ink used by the teahouse owner to keep accounts, opened the storybook in his hand, and wrote a line at the beginning of the first page: On the third day of May, Tiger Leaping Gorge was rainy...

The teahouse owner saw this and asked curiously, "Isn't tomorrow the third day of May? You added this prefix to the story, but what does it mean?"

"Nothing much."

The storyteller closed the book and returned the pen to the teahouse owner: "Let this story officially begin."

He turned his head and looked inside and outside the teahouse, as well as at the merchants elsewhere, with a sly smile on his face.

It's like looking at a group of fat sheep waiting to be slaughtered.

(End of this chapter)